So here's the epilogue, I hope you guys like it. If you really hate it then I'll rewrite it for you guys. It's short but I just think it was all that was needed for Stefan and Katherine. I hope you enjoy.

Almost three years had passed since I had said goodbye to Stefan, since everything had been all messed up. It brought a small smile to my lips to think how far I had come, how much I was able to feel now and still be in full control of my emotions. I had done what had been asked for me in these few years and I had managed to go back home to Bulgaria and find out that my daughter, Nadia, had been taken in by a nice family and she had grown into a beautiful smart young women. The knowledge of this made me happy. I was glad she to know that she had been given the best opportunities in life even if they weren't from me. Everything had somehow fallen into place except one thing; there was still no sign of Stefan. I had no idea what Stefan had been doing with his time or who he had been spending time with, all I could have was hope that he stuck by his promise.

After driving around endlessly with no hope inside me after I left Mystic Falls behind, I decided to trace my entire life all over again. I wanted to relive my life, travel the world and find out travel so I could think about everything in my life. Of course, I knew that eventually I would be heading back to Mystic Falls if I did that but it wouldn't be for a while. There was so many things and so many places that I been before I had arrived in Mystic Falls for the first time in 1864.

After 6 months I left Bulgaria comforted by the knowledge of my daughter and finally managed to control the odd emotion here and there. Then I left for England, spending another few months there before leaving for America once again. I started my journey by travelling through France and Germany before then catching my flight back to America. By the time I landed back in America, a year and half had almost passed and I had control over my emotions for the most part. It was only when they were incredibly intense did I struggle with them.

Now here I was a year and a half later with perfect control over my emotions and I hadn't killed anyone since I had come back home. It felt good. I felt good. I had just arrived in a small town just outside of Atlanta and was unpacking what little luggage I had carried on my journey. It wasn't out of choice that I had so little belongings it was just when I was running from Klaus it wasn't practical. I expected to move from place to place at a moment's notice if it required me to do so.

The room was small and simple but it was what I needed. The colour scheme was basic; cream and black with patterned curtains. As soon as you walked in there was one bed facing a TV that was polished, a remote resting by its side and a hair dryer stuck to the old mahogany dresser. There was a small oak door that didn't match the rest room that led to what I could only assume was the bathroom. My clothes were thrown on the bed next to my black travel bag.

"Okay, alcohol." I nodded before taking a deep breath and walking out of the room.

The sun was beating down on my skin as soon as I walked through the doors and I was thankful that I had left my jacket up in my room. My hand clutched at the railing as I walked down the steps to the bottom floor and hopefully to the nearest store. There were hardly any clouds in the air and the smell of freshly cut grass drifted in the air. Summer was on its way, the thought brought a smile to my face. Perhaps this would be the summer where Stefan would find me again. Maybe he would come back to me this time.

"Finally," a voice declared from the courtyard. "I was starting to think you didn't want to be found."
My heart froze. My hands held on tighter on to the railing in fear that I might fall down the rest of the steps and land in tangled heap in front of him.

"I was expecting at least a smile when I found you," He said, a nervous grin on his face. "I understand if you didn't do what we agreed, if you don't want…"

"Stop." I shook my head. This wasn't real. It was too soon. "This…This can't be real."

"It is." He smiled wider, those beautiful green eyes that I spent so long missing were shimmering with happiness, with relief. "Katherine, I am right here. I am ready to be with you. It took me so long to try and find you."

"I have been travelling." I told him sharply but unintentionally. I just couldn't think straight, my mind was swirling with ideas, possibilities and wonder at how he could be here. "I retraced my life."

Stefan nodded appreciatively, the smile was still apparent on his face but his hands were fidgeting and twitching which was usually a sign of his bloodlust. I cocked my head to the side, my hand loosen on the railing slightly. Wouldn't he have control though? He wouldn't be here. Would he? His eyes were sparkling with adventure and contentment as he gazed up at me. Would he be looking up at me like that if he couldn't feel? If he was consumed by his craving for blood?

"Why?" He asked, titling his head as his feet took that one extra step closer to me.

"To help me figure out everything about my human life, to have a place to go to and to find out what really destroyed my emotions." I nodded. "I had to remember what it was like to feel again, to truly remember how to be human to have any chance of latching back to my humanity. It's hard when I've fought for so long and after all this time I still have my moments where I just want to switch it off and where I am still me. I still have tendencies to be slightly mean and every other flaw that I have but that's me, Stefan and I can't change who I am."

Stefan nodded thoughtfully, his eyes retreating to the tiled pebbled floor beneath his feet. His lips were twisted as though he was pondering a choice between two possibilities. I froze on the spot. This would possibly be the moment that defined us and everything that our future could be, whether it was together or not. I watched him carefully, studying his every movement. He was walking slowly towards me but ever so slowly that I don't think under any other circumstances I would have noticed. I chose the moment to blink but as soon as I did he had moved from the floor and was now in front of me, his green eyes staring back into mine.

"Good." He whispered, his hand reaching out to caress my cheek and my eyelids fluttered at the touch. I had missed the fire that had come with his touch, his love. "Because I don't want to change you, Katherine. I just wanted you to feel."

"Me too." I breathed against his lips, my eyes closed as my forehead pressed against his. My hand had moved from the railing and was now clutching his hand desperately not willing to let it go ever again. His fingers were slowly twitching under my hand and I gazed up at him, my brown eyes searching his. I raised my eyebrows at him before looking down at his hand unable to stop myself.

"I need help." Stefan muttered under his breath after a long sigh. "I can't do this on my own anymore, Katherine. I've gone as far as I can on my own. I haven't killed anyone but the temptation is still there and I know that I will have to fight the hunger everyday but it shouldn't be like this."

Everything inside me yearned to put my arms around him and cradle him, to protect him from the very thing that I had thrust upon him due to my love for him. I sighed, taking both of his twitching hands in my own now and looking up at him. He was staring down at our hands as though they were the very thing that was keeping him sane, as though they were the only comfort he needed. I gently squeezed his hand and moved a step closer to him until our hands were the only thing keeping as apart.

"Stefan, I will help you through this okay?" My voice was fierce, my blood pumping with concern and the urge to protect and help the man I loved. "I will help you through this every single step of the way. I am here. I love you and I'm always going to be here for you. Always."

"I love you so much." He breathed. "You're everything."

He breathed a sigh of relief, his entire body relaxing against mine and I smiled, leaning my forehead against his. I closed my eyes and just breathed him in, his scent wrapping around me and pulling me closer to him. He was intoxicating. I could feel his hand on my back, keeping him to him and I had never felt like this in so long. Stefan's arms, the warmth they brought me, were home. Stefan Salvatore was my home and I couldn't think of anywhere else I would rather be for the rest of eternity. Stefan Salvatore was here and with me. I had a home for the first time since I was human.

"What are you thinking about?" Stefan was smiling back at me, his eyes sparkling with content and love, emotions that mirrored my own.

"Home." I grinned at his confusion, placing my hand in his hair. "You are my home, Stefan. I never want to leave you again. Ever since I met you I wanted to be with you and this is our chance. I will help you with the rest because I don't want to wait any longer for you. I've waited long enough and right now I just want to be with you."

"No more waiting." Stefan leaned down towards me and our lips finally met in a breath taking kiss, our lips crashing together in passion and urgency. And, I pulled him closer to me because we had all the time in the world now. We had our forever in front of us and nothing made blissfully happier than the very thought of being with him forever. We didn't have to wait any more. We had our forever together instead. We had our forever.

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